Become a Homelander and a Marvel superstar

"Besides, Thanos will definitely be the last to appear. Who else on the other side can be my match besides Thanos?"

Thor's arrogance was palpable.

He firmly believed that he was one of the strongest forces in the Earth camp, and that only Thanos was worthy of being his opponent.

This statement made everyone suddenly realize something, and they all fell into thought.

They recalled their appearance before the start of the match, Thanos's camp.

Besides Thanos himself, there's Eros, Red Hood, Proxima Midnight, Judge of Attorney, and Ebony Maw, who has just turned into ice.

There were only six people in total.

There was one more person who never appeared in the public eye.

This unknown uncertainty weighed heavily on everyone's hearts like a stone.

They didn't know who the seventh enemy was, nor what kind of power the enemy possessed.

This uncertainty is often the most deadly thing on the battlefield.

"Relax, guys," Peter Parker said, trying to break the tension.

He smiled optimistically and said, "Maybe Thanos didn't even manage to gather seven people. After all, finding seven skilled fighters willing to risk their lives for him isn't easy. If that's the case, aren't we guaranteed to win?"

"Not necessarily, child."

Steve Rogers shook his head, his expression serious.

As a seasoned tactical mastermind, he always tends to think of the worst-case scenario.

"Don't underestimate Thanos. If Thanos beats us in the next match, the score will be 2-3. In the seventh match, he can simply forfeit."

"Abstain?" Peter was stunned.

"Yes," Steve nodded. "If he forfeits, the score will be tied at 3-3, triggering overtime."

"According to the Grandmaster's new rules, Thanos could easily return to the ring and fight again in a tiebreaker. Ultimately, the pressure will still fall on Homelander."

Tony chimed in, "Captain's right. Thanos is absolutely capable of doing this, which means that in the next match, we can only put the pressure on Thanos if we win."

"Don't worry too much, I'll take care of everything. Get ready for the sixth match," Azu said calmly.

The Ancient One silently stepped forward, golden magical light flowing from her fingertips.

She also inscribed the Agamotto Protection Charm and the Substitute Charm on Thor's body.

Thor instinctively wanted to refuse; as a god of Asgard, he had his own pride.

But a second before he opened his mouth, the image of Thanos's cold-blooded face when he was being brutally beaten on Sakaar flashed through his mind.

What if the next opponent really is Thanos?

Thor may be proud, but he is not stupid.

When facing a formidable foe like Thanos, any layer of protection is essential.

"Thank you, Your Excellency Mage," Thor said.

Outside the platform, the Grandmaster's voice once again resounded throughout the arena.

"Ladies and gentlemen! The exciting moment has arrived. The sixth match is about to begin!"

The entire room immediately fell silent, and everyone held their breath.

"First, let us welcome the representative of the Dark Order!" the Grandmaster announced loudly. "He is the successor of the Dark Order! Their new leader! He is the Dark Tyrant—Dargo!"

The audience erupted in uproar.

The gamblers from various galaxies looked at each other in bewilderment.

Dargo? Who is that?

I've never heard of this person in the universe.

But the title of "new successor of the Dark Order" is enough to arouse everyone's intense curiosity.

However, for aliens who are keen on gambling, the unknown also means huge risks.

"Dago? What kind of monster sprang from a crack in the rock? I've never heard of him before!"

"Is Thanos just throwing caution to the wind? Sending some nobody to their death?"

"Don't exaggerate, he gives me the creeps. Look at him standing there, his aura is even more terrifying than Thanos."

A flash of light appeared from the Dark Order's teleportation array, and a tall figure slowly emerged.

Dago stood under the spotlight, his hands behind his back.

His scarlet eyes coldly swept across the audience.

It was an absolute arrogance that viewed all things as ants. The alien audience was intimidated by this aura, and the voices of their discussions unconsciously became much quieter.

"This guy's eyes are terrifying. I feel like he wants to kill us all. Just seeing him standing there makes me feel like I can't breathe."

On the preparation platform, Peter and Tony stared at the holographic screen with somewhat strange expressions.

"Mr. Stark..." Peter hesitated, "Don't you think this guy named Dagger looks... familiar?"

Tony tapped his chin, his tone hesitant: "Indeed, gray skin, a face like stone... I feel like I've seen him somewhere before."

Steve noticed their odd expressions and asked, "What's wrong? Did you find something wrong?"

Peter scratched his head, pointed at Dagger and said, "It's nothing, it's just that he looks a bit like that super big boss in a comic book."

Because Darkseid's appearance differed significantly from his comic book counterpart on Earth, Peter and Tony initially only felt that he looked familiar and did not immediately connect him with the comic book character.

However, netizens on Earth do not have this kind of mindset.

"Oh my god! Oh my god! Oh my god! Am I seeing things? Isn't that Darkseid?!"

"Uncle Da! It's definitely Uncle Da! Although he looks a bit different, I'd recognize that gray, stone-like face and those red eyes even if he turned to ashes!"

"A comic book character appearing in real life?! What kind of magical plot is this?!"

"Don't be silly, it's just that some alien looks alike. The universe is so big, it's normal for people to look alike."

"I guess it's just some space cosplay enthusiast. Can't aliens read comics too?"

"If he could actually shoot out Omega rays, I'd eat my keyboard."

On the field, the introduction of the High Priest continued.

"Next, please welcome the representative of the Earth faction!" The Grandmaster's voice rose again, filled with passion. "He is the Crown Prince of Asgard! He is the god who controls thunder! He is also the invincible champion of our Sakaar Arena, reigning for dozens of matches! The King of Gladiators!"

"Let us cheer! Thor, the God of Thunder!"

Rumble!

Above the void, as the High Celestial Venerable announced the start of the ceremony, thick bolts of lightning suddenly struck down.

The audience seemed to hear a series of "ah ah ah" chants.

When the light faded, Thor was already standing on the sidelines.

He held a battle axe, wore Asgardian armor trimmed with gold, and had a red cloak billowing behind him.

"Whoa whoa whoa—!"

The audience gave them a big thumbs up, erupting in thunderous cheers from all directions.